His Light Shines All Night Through

Just twenty four short hours

Are what we have today

Fourteen hundred – forty Minutes

To do and speak and pray

Eighty-six thousand four hundred seconds

To never come again

The clock is ticking ticking

And just memories remain

The words we choose to speak

Will echo-echo on

And what we choose to do

Is somewhere written down

But God’s goodness and His mercy

Are Helpers ever true

Through the hours of our day

While His Light shines all night through

Crumbs From His Table

Whatever God’s gives is enough

Every word from His lips we receive

Any crumb from the Master’s own table

Feeds five thousand of those who believe

It’s all for You God who has sent this sunrise

Dove softly cooed as he opened his eyes

Haw – Haw laughed the Crow as He shouted right back

It’s all about me let’s not get this off track

Uh-uh it’s for God who gives us our life

Dove gently sings in the new morning light

Mine- mine it’s for me Crow mocks and he laughs

This all is for me – everything in my grasp

Oh how I wish you could see the Dove cries

It’s all about Him till the dark evening skies

Don’t worry so much I’m sure it’s my day

Mr. Crow proudly caws as he’s flapping away

Leaving Dove silently sitting alone

Where He quietly lifted a prayer to the throne

And he heard in a voice his God speaking so clear

I’ll be right by your side just believe never fear!